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Huang Xie had never expected that one day, he would attract the Main Family's attention. Before this, he had been nothing more than a fringe figure in the Huang Family. No one ever bothered to ask after him. There were no powerful figures in his branch; the strongest uncle was merely at Foundation Establishment Early Stage, separated from him by two generations and the sort of relative whose name he could not even recall.

Huang Xie had long since got used to it.

The Huang Family was too large. By this generation, there were at least two thousand blood relatives in the lineage. With so many people, it was impossible to attend to every single one.

Normally, Huang Xie conducted his affairs outside under the name of a Huang Family disciple. The resources he needed for daily cultivation were earned by completing tasks himself, and even his cultivation methods had been picked up from the Black Market. Until several days ago, someone from the Main Family had suddenly sought him out and told him that he had offended someone, ordering him to return and apologize.

After that, he had been brought back in a muddle, never knowing what had happened from beginning to end.

"This junior, Huang Xie, ignorantly offended Senior. I beg for your forgiveness."

Huang Xie knelt on the ground and apologized sincerely.

Even though he himself had no idea what he had done wrong. That was the way of lineage Immortal Cultivators. They borrowed the lineage's influence, and so they had to obey the lineage's commands. Had he possessed any other identity, even that of a Rogue Cultivator, Huang Xie would never have knelt and kowtowed here. At most, he would have bent at the waist and cupped his hands in respect.

"It is but a trivial